Recorded live at Clwb Ifor Bach, November 15th 2004
punk
punk rock
strung out
no use for a name
alt punk
pennywise
power punk
alternative punk
Story behind the song
This song is a typical politics-driven punk song. Don't be put off by that though, it's still a good song.
Lyrics
The blood seeps from your clothes
It's time to regain your voices
The time has now come
To stick our fingers up at the fascists
They can't see through our eyes
When they can't see shit out of their own
The time has arrived
For no more broken homes
Arm yourself
Arm your kids
Arm your siblings
And follow me
Our dreams have turned into screams
For too long
Bring us back again
An alert to the world
This is reality speaking
We've suffered too long
When we're not smothered we're tortured
Fuck your beliefs
You unlikely martyrs you wannabe priests
It's time to believe
The odds can beat the even
Arm yourself
Arm your kids
Arm your siblings
And follow me
Our dreams have turned into screams
For too long
Bring us back again
And so I wish
We could topple the fortress again
And I know
We could make history
Are you with me?
Do you care?
Are you with me?
Are you there?
Here's yourself
Here's your kids
Here's your future
It's in your hands
Our dreams have turned into screams
For too long
Bring us back again